In the quiet corridor, the sound of high heels echoed, bringing a roguish smile to Lin Fan's lips.
With hands in his pockets, he stood there, finally seeing Qi Yu.
Today, she was wearing an off-shoulder black mini dress, her exposed shoulders exceptionally fair.
Her slender figure outlined a perfect curve.
The pair of white flesh on her chest formed a deep cleavage.
Accompanied by her walking, the up and down movement was quite alluring.
And the peach-shaped hips beneath her slender waist added a touch of sensual beauty.
With her snow-white legs wrapped in black stockings, the high heels made her even more statuesque.
"It's you!"
Seeing Lin Fan blocking her way, Qi Yu was momentarily stunned.
Carrying a suitcase, she instinctively looked around but didn't see anyone else.
"I said it before, as long as I'm not dead, I'll definitely get back at you, and today I'm here to settle the score from before."
Lin Fan stretched his limbs, a mischievous look on his face.
